this story starts when I was around 10 years old it was a hot summer day and I was at home with just my sister our Mom and Grandma were out because they had things to do leaving us by ourselves this wasn't new for us we often stayed home alone during the summer months the main rule was simple don't go outside and never open the door if someone one knocks that morning I decided to play The Sims 2 on the computer in the kitchen my sister meanwhile was watching TV in another room a couple of hours
in I thought I heard the doorbell I first guessed it was from my game but then remembered I had turned the game sound off confused I asked my sister if she heard anything she said no thinking the sound must have come from the TV show she was watching I Shrugged it off and went back to my game but then something caught my eye eye a reflection on the computer screen turning around I saw a man in a suit peering in through the glass door right behind me this man was a complete stranger dressed oddly
in a black suit that didn't fit him well which was strange because it was nearly 100° outside he was also carrying a briefcase unlike any salesperson we'd seen before who usually just had a clipboard or some papers the man waved at me as if he knew me which freaked me out I called out for my sister who hadn't seen him yet she quickly picked up the phone to call our grandma for help this man unlike any regular salesperson had decided to walk around to our back door on his way there he would have
seen our empty driveway a clear sign we were probably home alone as I watched Frozen he tried to open the door shaking the door knob hard luckily the door was locked he looked at me smiled and gestured for me to come open the door which was terrifying his actions had finally alerted our dog a big Labrador mix who started barking like crazy my sister quickly told me that our grandma was on her way and that we should hide in her bedroom at the back of the house until she arrived handing me the ph
one my sister dashed into the kitchen to grab the biggest knife we had from where I was I could hear her shouting at the man telling him we had called the police she returned to the room knife in hand and we shut the door behind us she confed she hadn't actually called the police but had lied to scare him off however she said he just laughed in response as if she had told him the funniest joke in the world shortly after we heard the door open it was our grandmother calling out to us relieved we
went to greet her she told us the man had disappeared before coming in Grandma had checked around the house but found no one she found it odd that he hadn't left a note if he was indeed a salesperson as they usually do she decided to take the rest of the day off to stay with us just in case the man decided to return 11 years have passed since that day and the memory of the man and his briefcase still unnerves me hey it's Mort here I really hope you found these stories intriguing it's a bit chill
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oughts in the comments and if you're new consider subscribing for more and remember if you have a story to share my email and Reddit page are always open you can find all the details below stay safe let's take a step back to the late 80s we were living in a small town everyone knew each other well so I never felt scared I was 11 years old enjoying my summer vacation from school all by myself at home my mom and dad had jobs so I spent a lot of time alone listening to loud music in the living room
with the main door wide open now let me share a bit of about what was happening around that time my cousin had a boyfriend named Mike they ended up getting married and having children Mike and I got along really well from the start he was a bit older but always treated me kindly almost like a younger brother so we talked and joked around a lot we weren't super close yet but he often called to see how I was doing one day the house phone rang back then we didn't have things like mobile phones or
caller ID we had recently switched from an old rotating dial phone to a push button one the call went something like this hello what's up I thought it was Mike just hanging out at home are your parents there Mike knew they worked but maybe he forgot it wasn't their day off no they're at work oh okay so what are you wearing this question seems strange was Mike just playing a joke on me um a t-shirt and shorts do you have underwear on right then I realized it wasn't Mike the voice was similar but
something was off who's this Tom Tom who Tom Johnson what do you want just to talk to you I need to hang up all right talk to you later after hanging up I felt a rush of confusion and fear who was I talking to and I had just told him I was alone did he really say talk to you later no it couldn't be I remembered hearing about prank calls someone must be dialing random numbers trying to scare people that had to be it for the next 20 minutes I tried to forget about the call by walking around my hou
se the main door was still open and loud music filled the air but the words see you soon kept echoing in my head it couldn't be real could it just to be safe I decided to close and lock the front door barely 3 minutes later someone knocked I approached the door without opening it and asked who's there it's Tom this couldn't be happening I quietly moved to a window near the door to take a look there was a man in his mid 20s outside smiling and waving at me this was terrifying what do you want I m
anaged to ask I just want to hang out with you panic flooded me what should I say what should I do I blurred it out my dad is here he's just in the bathroom oh okay bye then it couldn't be this simple to get rid of him right right I was correct I saw him try to turn the door knob attempting to enter luckily the door was locked I waited a few seconds before looking outside again but he was gone then I heard a noise it sounded like someone was in the bushes by the front bedroom window I rushed to
check and saw the man trying to open the window he moved from one window to the next but they were all locked if I were older I would have called the police the moment he showed up and kept talking to him through the door until they arrived but being just 11: I called my mom instead after that incident my parents came up with a plan they would call once let it ring then hang up and call again and they reminded me never to leave the door open I never heard from Tom again although As I Grew Older
I sometimes wished I could confront him and tell him why he shouldn't be bothering young kids when I was a young kid my mom used to hang out with some shady guys living with her wasn't really an option because she wasn't the best example for me so my grandma took care of me for a long time I'm really grateful for that because she showed me a lot about how to act properly and be polite later I went to live with my dad his new wife and my younger brothers and sisters when I was 15 life got a lot b
etter with them but there was this one year when I was 14 I stayed with my mom and her not so great boyfriend Mark in the top part of a two-story house Mark had this buddy who would drop by sometimes and he looked a lot like that one guy from an old comedy group with the same hairstyle and everything this guy gave me the creeps because he always seemed to be looking at me whenever I saw him my aunt lived close by just a short walk away and I like to hang out with her a lot she was young really f
un and super pretty she owned this old cool car a Firebird from 1969 and we we drive around listening to loud music from the 9s because of this I saw her brother-in-law Joe quite often since he was living in her basement I always thought Joe was a bit odd but he seemed harmless enough then one night it was around 11:30 p.m. and I was by myself at home someone knocked on our door our front door had this small glass window at the top that was painted over but there was a tiny Clear Spot to look th
rough when I checked I saw it was Joe my aunt's brother-in-law standing there I opened the door a bit and asked him what he needed he wanted to know if my mom or Mark was around I told him no my mom was at her job and I had no idea where Mark was he then asked me if I could come downstairs because he wanted to talk to me about something I felt like Joe was kind of family and I was also someone who didn't really like to upset others by saying no so I followed him down to the porch and there I saw
his car its engine still running and the the headlights bright in the car next to Joe was that weird friend of my mom's boyfriend the one who always stared at me I hesitated not sure what to do next then Joe said hey we just want to talk to you for a sec we've got a question for you and he started gently pushing me towards the car my heart was racing and suddenly I felt like something was very wrong I tried to pull away without showing my fear Joe kept talking in a soothing tone even touching m
y shoulder to adjust my shirt strap saying it's okay just come a bit closer but I stepped back insisting politely that whatever he wanted to ask he could do it right there he continued trying to persuade Me Gently to get into the car insisting it was all right if I was scared you can just stand in front of the headlights he said the moment he mentioned standing in front of the headlights I felt a rush of fear my gut twisted and my entire body seemed to buzz with a warning I realized realized the
n that if I stood where he wanted the bright lights would blind me making it easier for them to grab me it dawned on me how dangerous this situation truly was pretending to be clueless and silly seemed like my best bet fearing that if they thought I was on to their plan they might try to silence me right there so I joked saying I didn't have my shoes on and didn't want to step on any dog mess just then I saw the creepy friend start to get out of the car and that was my queue I turned and ran as
fast as I could back to the house I dashed up the stairs got inside and locked the door behind me my whole body was trembling with fear a minute hadn't even passed when creepy guy knocked on the door peeking through the small clear spot in the painted window he said he needed to speak with my mom's boyfriend I told him he wasn't here so he stepped away from the door but I didn't hear him walk away down the stairs soon after Joe was at the door knocking and speaking through it claiming he needed
to talk to my mom's boyfriend boyfriend he even tried to open the door but it was locked I repeated that they weren't home Joe then started apologizing saying I'm sorry we scared you we just need to discuss something about your mom and Mark among other poor excuses I was terrified they might try to force their way in so I thought about escaping through the back door luckily I checked the back window first and saw a creepy guy waiting at the bottom of the back steps so Joe was trying to sweet tal
k me at the front while his friend was lurking by the back door you might wonder why I didn't just call the police honestly I don't know maybe it was because I was young and shy and Joe was kind of like an uncle to me I even started doubting myself because Joe kept reassuring me from the front door I went back to the front door where Joe was still trying to convince me he meant no harm I spoke through the door hiding my fear saying it was okay I was just startled and I tried to make him think I
wasn't suspicious of him eventually they left when I was sure they were gone I snuck out and ran to my friend's place next door I didn't tell them the whole story I just said I was scared and wanted to stay there until my mom returned I did tell my mom about what happened but nothing much came of it and thankfully I moved to live with my dad 45 mil away 3 months later I never saw Joe again looking back on it years later I realized just how dangerous that situation was I'm grateful I listened to
my instincts ran inside and locked the door it's clear now they had very bad intentions and I was lucky to escape unharmed this event took place in 2005 and I was quite young back then I lived in a tiny apartment with one bedroom one bathroom and a kitchen that opened into the living room separated by a small counter there was also this winding staircase with random stuff stored beneath it I stayed with my father my mother was not part of our Lives it was a Sunday and I clearly remember watching
Scooby-Doo on the TV I just woken up and was in my room my dad often had to work but he always left the TV on my favorite Channel knowing how much I loved cartoons during a break I decided to go to the bathroom even though I was sure I was alone at home I shut the door behind me a habit I guess I was really thankful for that later suddenly I heard the loud creaking of the spiral staircase it was so noisy that you could hear it from anywhere in the apartment the sound quickly got softer which me
ant whatever was causing it was moving downstairs fast as a kid this scared me a lot because my dad would turn the TV on for me before he left meaning he wasn't home what did I do I did what any kid my age might do I first thought I was imagining things but then I left the bathroom and peaked over the short railing that was across from the bathroom door near the top of the stairs and there I saw a man looking scared peeking into my living room but trying to stay hidden under the stairs even thou
gh I had tried to be super quiet like in a detective movie so he wouldn't know I was there I think he knew someone was home so there was a stranger in our home my options were limited a I could yell at him to get out risking something bad happening to me there was no way out from the upstairs just a balcony with a door that hadn't opened for years and even if I managed to open it jumping down from there would be too dangerous because it was really high so the only way to leave was through the ma
in door downstairs option b was to hide and that's what I chose I stayed hidden feeling like it was forever but it was actually about 20 minutes until I finally heard some movement below then the best sound ever the front door opening still I didn't dare move I thought maybe it was a trick to get me to come out so I stayed right where I was the entire day passed by like this me glued to my spot with the TV in sight when my dad got back I couldn't bring myself to tell him what happened I was scar
ed he'd be upset with me so I kept quiet we didn't find anything missing in the house but you can bet I checked under those stairs every single morning for the next 3 and 1/2 years we lived there I had I have no clue why that man was in our house as for how he got in I think my dad might have forgotten to lock the door when he left maybe the man was trying doors to find one unlocked looking for a quick steal but chickened out once inside that's my best guess and I'm just relieved I never had to
find out more 2 years ago when I was 17 something scary happened to me on that day my family decided to go out out to buy food leaving me by myself at home I was in my room deeply focused on playing games on my computer wearing my headphones and I always made sure my room's door was shut about an hour later I needed to use the bathroom my bedroom and the bathroom were both upstairs in our house which was a two-floor separate house in a small town near the outskirts of a big city far from where w
e originally lived after returning to my room I remembered closing the door behind me and went back to my game games half an hour later I wanted to check my phone but realized I had left it in the bathroom when I stood up to get it I noticed my door was slightly open which was odd our house was wellb built not the kind where doors open by themselves because of the wind or anything like that this surprised me a bit but I thought maybe I hadn't closed it properly so I went to grab my phone without
giving it much thought after getting my phone I made sure the door was properly closed when when I got back to my room later I heard my family return home making noise as they brought groceries into the kitchen and went back out to the car for more when they came back inside they called for me and I went downstairs I found the back door wide open which was strange they asked me if I had gone out and I said no we then noticed one of the chairs from our patio was moved near the fence close to a s
mall patch of trees that led to another road which wasn't where it was supposed to be this really scared me and I couldn't stop thinking about what might have happened here's what I think someone got into our house probably through the back door and checked if anyone was around they must have come upstairs seen me in my room and decided to wait downstairs for some reason maybe they thought I'd go out or they could catch me by surprise but got scared when my family came back they must have used t
he moment my family was outside again to hurry out and used the chair to climb over the fence what's puzzling is why someone would dare to break in during broad daylight and if they saw me with my headphones on why didn't they just sneak up on me the scariest part is I have no real evidence of what happened I don't know why someone would break in how they managed to do it who they were or anything about them but one thing was clear someone really did enter our house that day the story doesn't en
d there about a week later around 2: in the morning I was in my room playing games again this time I fell asleep while playing suddenly I woke up to my mom shaking me asking if I had gone outside I told her no that i' had been in my room all night and just fell asleep she then told me that while she was in bed she heard the back door slam shut since her room is right above the kitchen and back door she could feel the impact of the door slamming my stepdad was at his night job so it was just me m
y mom and my sister at home I went downstairs to check if everything was all right I found the door wide open our backyard was completely dark making it impossible to see if someone was out there I quickly closed and locked the door then tried to look around the yard from inside using a flashlight I didn't see anyone outside but I decided to stay downstairs for a few more hours just watching the next morning we decided to change the locks on our doors what's odd about these two incidents is that
nothing was taken none of our belongings were missing and it didn't look like anyone had searched through our stuff I can't find any reason for these events and it still puzzles me to this day we thought about calling the police but since there was no clear sign of a crime and we were planning to move out in a few weeks anyway we figured the police wouldn't be able to do much so we just changed our locks and made sure everything was Secure until we moved out I'm 22 years old and this scary thin
g happened to me a few months back I have an apartment near my college it's pretty new and looks nice but the area around it isn't very safe I only go to college and back so I don't hang around the area much before this I never really had anything bad happen so I was never scared or worried about anything it was a Friday and I came back from college late I stayed extra to study so it was about 7:00 p.m. when I got back I parked my car and went into the building I walked up to my apartment on the
fourth floor went in and put my school bag next to the door where I keep my shoes then I took out a salad I had made before and sat down to watch something while eating as I was looking for something to watch on YouTube on my TV a really loud bang came from the apartment below mine it was surprising because it was so sudden and loud but I wasn't scared I stopped and listened for a bit but then went back to trying to find something to watch then the same loud noise happened again a few minutes l
ater I stopped the video and sat there waiting to see if it would happen again I was more Curious than scared a few minutes later it did happen again but this time it was even louder it was so loud that my walls started to shake now it was clear that someone was hitting their wall with something but I didn't know why I waited to see if it would happen again but everything went quiet so I just went on with my evening I don't know how much time passed maybe about an hour when I heard a knock I was
in my kitchen which is very close to the door so I was sure the knock wasn't at my door but probably at my neighbors listening more I heard a man's voice he was talking to himself in a low voice just whispering and mumbling words that didn't make much sense this whole situation felt weird and a bit scary thinking about it it I have to admit this scared me a bit after the strange Whispering stopped I quietly moved to check the peephole there in the dim light stood a man right outside my door sta
ring down at the handle as though he was thinking about whether to try and open it feeling a chill down my spine I stepped back planning to quietly grab my phone from the couch just in case but suddenly the man knocked loudly on my door he started to mumble again and I thought he must be on drugs or something holding my phone tightly I wasn't sure what to do next I didn't know if he was just confused and high or if he meant harm feeling somewhat safe inside I decided to wait before doing anythin
g but then only about half a minute later he banged on the door again this time shouting something his words were so slurred I couldn't understand anything I rushed to my bedroom to call the cops I didn't know what he wanted but him not leaving was really frightening the operator told me they'd be there in a few minutes and asked if I wanted to stay on the call I said I was okay and hung up right then the man started hitting the door even harder it sounded like he was using something to hit it n
ot just his hands it felt like he was trying to break the door down I grabbed a baseball bat ready to defend myself as the banging continued then I saw blue lights flashing outside and heard a police officer shout in the stairway which made the man stop the cops took him away and when I opened my door I saw my door had big dents and cracks like it had been hit with a hammer or crowbar but what the police found was even more horrifying in the apartment below a young woman was found hurt badly and
didn't survive her injuries her door was open with no damage suggesting she might have opened it without knowing the danger the man had used used a large Hammer to hit her and then damaged her apartment walls looking for something he imagined was hidden there while under the influence of drugs and alcohol there was nothing hidden it seemed like his drugged mind made it all up what's really scary is thinking he could have done the same to me I feel so sad for the woman below she was probably jus
t being kind with no idea of the danger waiting for [Music] her when I turned 16 my mom and sister went out to buy food I stayed home listening to songs on the radio and playing games on my Nintendo suddenly I heard a knock glancing at the door I spotted two men dressed nicely each carrying a briefcase curious I walked over and opened the door to see what they wanted they explained that they were newcomers to our town and were trying to gather money to help a place for kids back where they lived
I didn't ask for more details but explained that my parents weren't around so I couldn't give them any money I suggested they try the next house and wish them well I felt pretty good about how I handled it thinking I did a great job for someone my age then I went back to my game but I accidentally let slip that I was there by myself at the moment it didn't seem like a big deal that changed when I noticed them sneaking around our house they moved to the side made their way into our backyard and
began looking inside seeing them I asked hey what are you doing they just said they were checking out the place I was getting mad now and warned them I'd call the police if they didn't leave but they didn't move they just kept wandering around our backyard feeling more upset I grabbed the phone ready to scare them off by shouting louder I'm really going to call now but they didn't seem to care I quickly dialed the emergency number and explained to the person who answered that there were two weir
d guys in our garden asking what I should do she told me to hide somewhere safe and that police would come soon so that's what I did you know how it goes in Stories the moment the police show up those two were nowhere to be seen I explained everything to the police and they thanked me for letting them know that was pretty much it when my mom and sister came back I told them about the police visit and about the two strange men I tried not to worry about it but deep down down I didn't feel safe th
en 2 months later the news showed the two men being arrested when I saw their faces I knew immediately it was them I had to leave the room because I was so scared later my parents told me those men were really dangerous and had bad plans I didn't want to think about what could have happened to me or why they were sneaking around our house all I know is that calling the police was the right choice things might have gone very badly if I hadn't acted quickly I had a job at a small gas station for a
few years when I was in my 30s jobs have always been hard for me to find ones that pay enough to live on so working here wasn't really different from other jobs I've had before if you've ever been to a gas station late at night you probably notice that there's usually just one person working there in my experience it was always just me the work was easy because there wasn't much to do so one person was enough but being there alone especially at night felt creepy I'd stand by the window near the
register looking out at the few lights around the gas pumps with nothing but Darkness Beyond them the gas station was located on the outskirts of the Town not close to any other buildings it was a spot where a lot of truck drivers and travelers would stop for gas especially those going between cities this story starts in early spring when it had been raining a lot the good thing about rainy days is that most people pay with their cards so I didn't have to deal with many customers coming inside
one rainy night there were hardly any customers it seemed like we hadn't been busy during the day either because all the shelves were still full I had nothing to do but sit and watch the clock after midnight only a few cars came by maybe one or two every hour a guy did come in to buy some cigarettes but that was the only break in the monotony then fighting to keep myself awake of sheer boredom three cars pulled into the station one after the other strange right I started to watch them more close
ly from a side window none of the drivers got out they just stayed in their cars engines running right by the gas pumps I waited a few minutes thinking I might have to go outside and remind them it's not safe to keep their engines on near the pumps just then some of the car doors swung open and people started to step out five guys all dressed in in heavy jackets left their cars running as they walked toward the entrance they looked straight at me as they came in while I stood Frozen behind the c
ounter I was scared really scared the fact they hadn't turned their cars off was a big red flag for me one guy approached the counter directly the rest spread out inside the shop how's your night he asked seeming very sure of himself peeking past him I saw the other stuffing items into their bags their boldness not even needing to threaten me or use a weapon scared me even more than if they had it was clear they knew I was powerless to stop them I didn't even reply to the guy's question don't wo
rry we'll be out of your hair soon he said as if trying to reassure me another man hopped the counter demanding open the cash drawer I complied revealing the meager amount of money left inside night shifts don't have much cash he waved a few bills at his friend this all you got I told him that's it my boss empties it before the night shift he seemed disappointed but then grinned all right have a good night and signaled for his group to leave they all returned to their cars and sped away I didn't
waste a second calling the cops I was almost certain they were going to rob another gas station nearby so I warned the police they sent officers to check on the next station and one to mine turns out I was right they did hit the next station but by the time the police got there it was too late the worker at that station was robbed and slightly hurt but thankfully he was mostly okay years have passed since that night and I never saw those guys again I don't know if they were ever caught I still
feel bad for the other worker who got hurt especially since I walked away unscathed I'm not sure what exactly happened at that other station but I feel fortunate I didn't end up in a worse situation maybe that worker tried to resist or maybe he didn't I often think it's best to just accept when you're in in a no- win situation I grew up without brothers or sisters and my mom and dad often worked late into the night because they were both doctors this situation meant I had the house to myself a l
ot I got used to being alone early on and actually liked it it gave me plenty of time to draw and work with Clay which I still love doing one night I was by myself again working on a tricky drawing for school while I was bus bus drawing I thought I heard voices downstairs people talking I couldn't believe it I began to walk down the stairs thinking maybe Mom and Dad came back home way earlier than usual I called out to them asking why they were home so early but as I got to the bottom of the sta
irs and peaked around the corner the talking stopped there was nobody there I wondered if someone had broken in I checked the front and back doors both were locked tight none of the windows were open which made sense because it it was cold outside after looking around I was sure there was nobody else in the house thinking I might have imagined it I went back upstairs to get back to my drawing but then less than half an hour later the talking started again this time it sounded like a group of peo
ple maybe five or six chatting loudly and excitedly now I was sure I wasn't imagining things this time I moved more carefully down the stairs sitting quietly I strained to hear the voices clearly I tried hard to understand what they were saying but it was like they spoke too quickly or their words just didn't make sense still I caught bits and pieces that sounded like English as I reached the last step and turned towards the kitchen the noise suddenly stopped I rushed in but found no one now I w
as really scared I called my grandma who lived close by and asked her to come get me without explaining why when my parents came back home around 2: in the morning I was still up I told them everything my dad sat next to me and shared something I'd never forget he said these sounds had been happening for a long time and was surprised I hadn't heard them before he told me not to worry about them even though he didn't know what they were he thought it was best to just ignore them I didn't like tha
t answer at all and sure enough the noises would come back now and then sometimes there were a few sometimes many but they always returned we didn't stay in that house much longer over time I nearly forgot about those scary nights but this experience remains one of the many Unsolved Mysteries that linger in my thoughts when I was around 6 years old my family and I lived in This Old House that had two floors my stepdad always said that our house felt creepy weird stuff happened to me there but th
ere there was this one time when something happened and everybody saw it but nobody could explain it one evening my parents had to go out so they left my older brother Tom in charge of me and my little brother Sam the main bedroom was upstairs and my parents always left one window slightly open this window made a loud noise whenever you opened it and the screen was tough to take off we were all sitting in the living room downstairs it was getting windy outside and the noises from the house and t
he Wind made me feel nervous my mom was very into her religion back then she had this big King James Bible that she put in the middle of her bed every morning after making it this Bible was really heavy while we were watching TV we suddenly heard a loud bang we all looked at each other because we knew the sound came from upstairs so we went up to see what it was and there on the floor was my mom's Bible we checked the whole room but nobody was there and there wasn't enough time for someone to ha
ve run away without us seeing it was strange because the heavy Bible had fallen but the blankets on the bed hadn't been touched we just left it there and when my mom came back she asked us what happened my stepdad went to check the window both inside and outside to see if someone had come in but everything was as it should be nothing was missing or moved only the Bible was out of place I grew up in a family that was really into their religion my mom and dad along with my younger sisters went to
church a lot like three times every week but since I was the oldest kid and my parents weren't too strict I slowly stopped going to church with them they were okay with it which was nice our church was pretty intense and I've heard stories about other kids who stopped going and their families wouldn't talk to them anymore but that's not really what I want to talk about here so there was this one time I was alone at home my my family had gone to church and I was playing games on my Xbox and talki
ng to my friends online we were in the middle of a game when I suddenly heard a noise it was the sound of plates breaking downstairs I stopped and listened carefully there was definitely someone down there it sounded like they were trying to pick up pieces of whatever they broke it was an odd noise you could hear the pieces being picked up off the floor could my family have come back early I checked my phone they had left just an hour ago and they usually stayed out for 3 hours now I was startin
g to feel a bit worried I told my online friends I'd be right back and started sneaking down the stairs to see what was going on when I reached the bottom I peaked around the corner trying to stay as quiet as possible that's when I saw him there was a man with a mask picking up pieces of a mug from our coffee table our house is set up so that if you open the back door too hard it can hit the table or a chair it looked like he had done just that and a mug that was too close to the edge had broken
that was the noise I heard but now I had a big problem there was a stranger in my house and I was all by myself in a quick moment of fear I froze trying to think what to do next I could run back upstairs try to find something to scare this Uninvited Guest away or hide and call my parents and the police still not sure what to do I glanced to my left and saw luckily my sister's baseball bat lying there Under the Stairs feeling a bit braver I grabbed the bat and charged at the man yelling as loud
as I could I surprised him completely and when I reached him he just collapsed on the floor and begged okay I'll leave I'll leave it seemed too easy he got up and walked out of the house and I quickly shut the door behind him he didn't look back and climbed over the fence he had come from then something even scarier happened as I stood there my ear against the door I could hear voices there was a car outside engine running waiting for him I heard several people talking and then they drove away i
nto the night was it possible he was just checking out our house and his friends were ready to come in and Rob us I would have stood no chance then I'm not sure and part of me really doesn't want to find out I'm just happy I managed to avoid what could have been a really bad situation they never came back and I decided not to tell my parents because I didn't want them to make me go to church just so I wouldn't be home alone but looking back I think I should have told them I was scared for months
and whenever I wasn't watching a movie or playing games with my friends I would just sit there overwhelmed by fear if someone breaks into your house you should tell your parents and the police it's important to let someone know I was in my old apartment by myself it wasn't a nice area my place was on the first floor and my bedroom window looked out onto a narrow alley close by less than the length of two cars there was a big trash bin That Homeless folks often searched through for Stuff early o
ne morning just as it was starting to get light I heard a soft knocking on my window I wasn't facing the window and suddenly I couldn't close my eyes it was still pretty dark outside I always sleep with a light on and my old broken blind didn't cover the window completely there was a gap about as wide as a hand so I knew that whatever or whoever was making that noise could see me in my bed very clearly the knocking was short just a few sounds I stayed still for a few seconds trying really hard t
o tell myself it was just something normal not a person staring and knocking but then the knocking happened again now I was really scared realizing that someone had been watching me from the dark and decided to to knock was it one of the homeless people getting bold looking for something in the trash something inside me said that looking at the window was a very bad idea if this person saw me looking what would happen next I was turned away from whoever it was outside so I got up slowly pretendi
ng to be half asleep and not hearing the knocking I walked out of my bedroom like I was just going to the bathroom as soon as I was out of view I quickly went to call for help wondering if I should just run out in my shorts and t-shirt not caring about how I looked I didn't know if I could run faster than them or if anyone would even help me if I couldn't before I could decide what to do the sound of my window being forced open filled the room my heart felt like it was about to burst out of my c
hest at the same moment I heard my neighbor from upstairs Mike coming down his stairs quickly I cracked my door open a bit and called out to him for help Mike was a strong guy known to have some skills in fighting he came over without wasting a second rushing to the back of my apartment then there was a loud noise like someone being slammed against a wall and tossed into the bushes after a short while Mike came to my front door assuring me I wouldn't see that guy around here again he said he had
given him a good beating I wanted to trust Mike hoping the person trying to break in was just someone looking through the trash and would think twice before coming back but it wasn't a homeless person Mike told me when the man ran away he went to the front of the building jumped into a red sports car and drove off fast we don't see fancy cars like that around here often the police later explained the man probably saw me somewhere before and decided to find out where I lived so to the person who
tapped on my window I keep thinking about what you might have done if you got inside before Mike caught you I wonder if you're still out there watching from somewhere I can't see sometimes I wish Mike had stopped you for good if you know where where I live now I hope we never meet I had just come home from a trip with some friends from my school days we all live in different places now so we try to meet once every year to keep our friendship strong I was away for a week and felt really tired lo
oking forward to spending the weekend at home resting before I had to start my work routine again when I entered my house I didn't even think about unpacking ing I went straight to the kitchen grabbed some easy snacks to eat instead of making dinner turned off the lights and lay down on the sofa I didn't turn on the TV my plan was to eat look at stuff on my phone and then sleep after some time my eyes began to feel heavy and I put my phone on the small table in front of the sofa and closed my ey
es it was already late but I can't remember checking the time before I drifted off but then in in the middle of the night I suddenly woke up it was strange because nothing loud happened to wake me up but I opened my eyes wide and felt very alert it felt Odd as if something must have stirred me awake I lifted myself up rubbed my eyes and picked up my phone deciding to head to my bedroom perhaps my mind was unsettled by me sleeping in the living room instead of the bed as I moved towards the stair
s I noticed the light on my back porch was still Shining I wasn't surprised because I had left it on during my trip hoping it might trick any thieves into thinking someone was home but when I reached to turn the light off my gaze fell on the back door it was not locked it was a wave of unease washed over me as I stared at the door thinking I might be mistaken I tugged at the door and to my disbelief it swung open I quickly shut it and turned the lock I was certain I had locked it before I left I
had checked every door window more than once I then turned on all the lights downstairs and searched to see if anything was missing but everything seemed to be in its place feeling confused and worried I went back to check the door's lock again even with the door locked it opened when I pulled a closer look revealed that a piece of the lock was broken fear engulfed me completely at that moment I considered the likelihood of the Intruder still being inside as low but I couldn't rest without maki
ng sure this was when I should have called the police but whether from exhaustion or misplaced confidence that I was alone I went upstairs to inspect the rooms the light in the hallway was on and all doors were as I left them my main bedroom was at the end of the hall past a bathroom and a spare room I checked the bathroom first it was clear next was the spare room which I used for storage filled with boxes and some furniture as I made my way through checking behind boxes I suddenly heard faint
footsteps from my bedroom they moved across the room approached the door then stopped it felt like a standoff each of us waiting for the other to make a move dread surged through me my heart pounded as I stood Frozen staring at the hall doorway then the door to my bedroom creaked open a moment later heavy footsteps thundered down the hall and a shadowy figure dashed past the spare room's entry rooted to the spot I was unable to move my heart racing as the sound of footsteps faded through the hou
se and out the back door shaken I finally managed to call the police it seemed this wasn't just a Breakin for theft nothing was taken and the police found no evidence of a prolonged stay indicating the break-in happened the same day the Intruder must have known I was returning and entered discreetly hoping to go unnoticed then they hid upstairs in my bedroom waiting for me with plans unknown had I entered the room unsuspecting
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